Alfred POV
I didn't want Arthur to go, but I knew he'd come back. I really hoped he came back.
"U-u-um excuse me, are you...um Fiesty?" I recognized that voice. I hadn't heard it since I was a puppy though. Our mother named us after our personalities and said that a human would give us a real name.
"Shy?" I turned my head. In the kennel next to me was a dog that looked just like me except his fur was much paler.
"I'm actually Matthew now."
"I'm Alfred now."
"I'm glad you're ok. Mom and I were so worried when we saw you weren't with the rest of us."
"What happened to you guys?"
"The humans took us to a 'pound' and humans adopted us. By the way was that your human?"
"Yeah! That was Arthur."
"Arthur? My human works with an Arthur!"
"Who's your human?"
"Francis. He's always talking about how cute Athur was today or if he was upset or happy."
Alfred knew who Francis was. He was always flirting with Arthur and a dozen other people. Alfred growled a little, he didn't like that his brother was mixed up with such a perv.
"I know who he is." Matthew could sense how upset his brother was so he dropped it.

"Alfie! I'm back." I lifted my head and barked in greeting. Arthur stepped into the cage and hugged me.
"Oh Al, it was so lonely last night wihtout you. I hardly slept." I whined and licked his cheek. I wanted to go home!
"Arthur! What are you doing here, mon ami?"
"Francis?!"
"Oui. I'm picking up my darling Matthieu."
"He looks like Alfred."
"You're right he does!"
"Maybe they're from the same litter?" Both dogs barked in agreement.
"Mr. Kirkland. Alfred seems to be doing fine. If you want to take him home early."
"I will." I wagged my tail excitedly. I got to go home!
"Ah yes. I can't believe he would do that to you. Mon Dieu, you must scared. Being that house all alone."
"Nope, I got Alfie."
"Oui, but even I must face the fact that dogs will not live as long as a human. Surely there is some one in your life?"
"No. And I fail to see how it's your business."
"Because I too am looking for some one."
Arthur blushed and rubbed my ears like he did when he was nervous and embarassed. I growled and felt the hackles on my back raise.
'Not my Artie you perverted bastard!'
"Well keep looking frog," Arthur teased. TEASED. There was no bite to it, just aplayful tone.
'You're not seriously considering it!'
"Will do, mon ami," Was it just me or was there an implied tone to the mon ami?
I growled louder.
"Oh, Alfie! I know your anxious to get home," Arthur soothed. I let my fur lie flat but shot a glare at Francis. Arthur had a nurse help carry me out to his car. I laid down in the front seat with my head on Arthur's lap. I knew I was just dog, I couldn't replace a human. Yet, I didn't want to share my Arthur. I didn't want him to fall in love. If he did he wouldn't need me as much. I knew how much I meant to Arthur, and I didn't want to loose that. Matthew seemed happy though. And if what Arthur said about Francis having a new lover every week was true it obviously didn't effect Mattie. But then again Francis had been like that since before Matthew and I. Matthew probably wasn't used to being literally everything to some one.
If I could I would be Arthur's, but I was just a dog.
'I wish I was human. Not for me, for Artie. If I was human I'd tell him I loved him everyday and snuggle with him whenever he wants. I cook some of those meals I've seen on cooking network (which I had turned on hoping Arthur would get the point). I would kiss him, whatever a kiss was. I just want to be Arthur's everything. I want to be his everything forever, not just until he finds a lover,' That was the last thing I thought before I fell asleep.